Decisions, decisions....

 Our housemate has moved into his own place after being here a year, and we are very happy for him, as he worked really hard to get from where he was a year ago to where he is now. 

 This leaves us in a quandary however, do we get another housemate, or do we become really, really poor? My child support, minuscule as it is, runs out next month, and thanks to the rise in the cost of living, and Austin property taxing us into homelessness, we are facing the decision of do we get another housemate, or do we suck it up and pray nothing bad happens? 

 Moving is not an option at this point, we couldn't get another house in town for what he owe on this one, and renting isn't an option due to pets. The main problem is that we do not like sharing our living space. We've had housemates rip us off and trash our house, not to mention bringing strangers into our home at all hours of the night when our son is here. The garage is set up as a small apartment, sans bathroom. To put in a bathroom we would be looking at 10 to possibly as much as 20K because of the nanny state permit process. Even a powder room is 10k+, because there is no water anywhere on that side of the house. 

 We could put in an off grid bathroom, but that takes a certain kind of person to use one. Not as bad as an outhouse, but you definitely have to think ahead more than just turning on a faucet. 

 We've got a couple of weeks before we need to make a decision. So throwing it out there in the hopes the Universe will slap me in the head with a workable solution. 

Definitely Not

 I am not a humanist. I know this may come as a shock to some of you, but no, I am not. (Sarcasm, since some people just flat do not understand the concept.)


  I do not like people. I like PERSONS, as in individuals, but I do not like the human race as a whole. I do not feel that I need to hold the hand and stroke the ego of every privileged little girl sitting behind their computer, sipping a Starbucks with their metaphorical hand pressed to their lips in fake moral outrage.


 My sister has a saying, "I can feel you, but I just can't reach you." If you are offended by what I say, then stop speaking to me. I'm not interested in justifying my opinions to you. They are mine, and if you don't like it, then step off. If I don't like yours, I will certainly drop you from my social sphere without a second thought. I have a limited amount of time and energy, and most people are not worth it for me to waste that on some trivial crap I don't care about.